Patience

We live our lives Waiting in line Hoping that the wait Will be short And soon, soon It will be Our turn -Kel Dayheart

Mirage

Steal my eyes And I will not be blind To your lies   Block my ears And I will not be deaf To your disgrace   I do not need Every sense to know-- To feel that you are not real -Kel Dayheart

Warm

Lukewarm tea Still warms my palms As they clutch on With feverish hope That it may warm me Down to my chilled bones -Kel Dayheart

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